I Met My Muse When I Was Two

Sunday Scribblings asked for thoughts about each poet’s muse. I believe I was one of the lucky ones; I also believe this may account for my poor grades in school! No blame at all, only gratitude for being so blessed. Peace, Amy
PS This is also at Poets United, the poetic collective.

I Met My Muse When I Was Two

Dancing, glittering over my playpen.
Sweet music singing when the record player was silent.

During school, whispering secrets to me
(so much more enticing than scribbles on the chalkboard).

Winding in a scenting breeze, gentle on my nose as I
walked the streets of a smelly, gritty city.

The interesting thing about this post is in its ability to trigger the self same recollection in my mind about what inspired me at an early age. OK, not so far back as the playpen but in other momentous occasions when I too was creative and realization of that gift became apparent. Glad your receptors are working well still.

You’d think with the cocktail of psychiatric drugs, I would not be as in touch with my muse. But if anything, it’s the opposite. I’m much more in control of the times I want to be in touch; my muse did not forsake me, even comforted me during trying times. I’m one lucky mentally ill woman, it’s true. Thanks, Robin! Amy

I believe the muse is experienced in unique ways by each artist. This is how I perceive mine, and it’s brought me beauty in times of complete terror and depression. An interesting thought, Michael, and I thank you for this. Amy

Ha ha, Mike, this cracked me up. Sorry about your “hag muse.” Didn’t think they allowed them to practice while cranky. Isn’t there a retirement home where she could go live? Muse Manor?
Your writing is so good, I think you simply ignore her anyway. Maybe there’s a backup muse reaching over Hag’s shoulder to touching you?
Peace, Amy

Hi Amy. I have always, well as long as I can remember, had a need to write but only very recently has this morphed into poetry. I have just written my fourth so have a long way to go to catch up with you. 🙂

Good to see some of us have decent relationships with our muses (as you have seen my lamentations about shunning mine at the wrong times). Oh well, at least we made up (for now). Great offering, loved it all! Thanks for sharing, Amy!